I’d be out in a black mini skirt and a crop top, hanging out at the bar by myself, sipping on a Teeling on the rocks. They’d sit down next to me, maybe ignore me for a bit.
Maybe after they’ve warmed up with a round and maybe a few shots, one would finally turn to talk to me. He’d scoot over a seat, put his arm on the back of mine, and exude that stupid charming swagger that younger guys usually have.
He’d insist on me taking a shot with them. I, being a girl that doesn’t like to say no, accept of course. They’d convince me to go with them to another bar except once I got into the car, one would suggest going back to their apartment instead. I’d hesitate briefly, pretend to be shy. I’m sure my thighs would already be slick.
We’d get there and I’d sit on the edge of the couch, trying to keep my knees together and my hands from shaking. A guy would sit on either side of me, play it casual. Eventually a hand would be placed on my knee and he’d brush the hair off my shoulder, lean in and kiss my neck. I’d sigh, tilt my head, invite him in for a real kiss. As I’m turned, making out with him, his friend behind me would slide his hand up my thigh, pushing my skirt up a little. I’d turn my head to look and he’d hesitate briefly, waiting for permission to go further. I’d grin, blush probably too. And the first guy would take my chin to kiss him more while his friend begins to kiss my shoulders. His hand moves to the back of my skirt to push it up further until he can skim the wetness of my thong with his finger. He does this a few times until I’m squirming.
Third guy has been watching from an adjacent chair. He says we should move this to the bedroom. They look to me for my answer.
I’m lightheaded and still nervous, but I bite my lip and stand. “Where is it?”
Third guy holds his hand out to me and takes me to a bedroom. I pretend I’m not shaking with nerves and butterflies and sit on the edge of the bed. The same guys from the couch sandwich me again. The third one stands in front of me. He asks me what I want to do. I ask him the same. He tells me to get on the bed. On all fours.
I nod and do as he says, facing the headboard. The bed dips all around me and I’m practically panting with anticipation now. I feel fingers in the waisted of my skirt and then it’s being tugged off as well as my panties, which are a mess now anyway. And then I feel one long lick, from my clit to my taint. I gasp and then there’s fingers inside me. Third guy is now kneeling in front of me. He unzips and pulls his cock out. I reach for it with my hands, but he slaps it away. “Mouth, baby.”
I try to warm up, just licking his tip, but he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my mouth. I have to hold onto his legs for balance as his friend continues to switch between licking and fingering me. But it isn’t much longer before he replaces his mouth with his cock. He fills me up and I moan around his friend’s dick. He fists my hair a bit tighter, tilting his hips so his cock hits the back of my throat and gags me. My eyes are watering, but I’m stuck. His friend has fingers firmly on my hips as he fucks me from behind.
When I think I might drown in my own spit from being face fucked so roughly, he pulls out suddenly and the second guy takes his place. The one fucking me doggy gives me a few hard pumps before I feel his hot cum all over my back and ass cheeks. I relax my body as I continue to suck off this second guy, but I feel my hips being lifted by two hands again. A swift and firm slap to my ass startles me right before he slides inside. The third guy thrusts so hard, I swear I feel him hit my guts. “Just getting started, princess.”
He fucks me a lot rougher than the first, taking time to slap my ass every now and then. Every time he does, I moan around his friend’s cock. He’s gentler than his friends, petting my hair as I suck him, telling him how pretty I look with his cock in my mouth.
His friend fucks me so hard that his balls slap against my clit and i wince whenever it does. He picks up speed and I know he’s close and then his fingers grip my hips hard as he shoots deep inside me. One more hard slap before he pulls out of me.
I keep sucking his friend, my body sticky with cum, but still aching for its own release. He pulls out of my mouth with a pop and sits against the headboard, patting his thigh. I crawl up and eagerly slide onto him, moaning as I feel him hit my g-spot. I ride him greedily, needing to finally cum. He tells me to stick out my tongue and then he sucks on it while we fuck. It feels so good and I’m so wound up, it doesn’t take me long to cum around his cock and as my pussy clenched around him, he cums in me, too.
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